Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Triumphant One - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Death ever dancing in the graves
In world where it proclaims triumphant
The arrogance of death that continues
From the first start of life in the world
Death it keeps the world alive
In an essence of precious the life seems
Otherwise the life itself will be dull
And death in natural ways a destiny will
The real sadness of death that follows
The untimely episode that death not entitled
Death ever dancing as triumphant
As if a strongest horse in battle fields
Taming seems to be difficult but we will try.
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